You know what in these past fucking weeks I don't think I've been ever been so mentally fucked up. I started cutting and I can't cope without my razor. So today I woke up and my razor and cloth (to clean up my blood) was gone. I had a fucking break down and thought I was going to die. My friend I met online is mentally unstable and I'm worried, he hasn't texted me and I'm getting horrible thoughts. Also my fucking friends are being dysfunctional emotional fucks and I don't know what the fuck to do. I fucking failed both of my shitty finals. I have to worry about my family seeing my arms and asking me questions. I feel like the world is crashing down on me. I'm tired of apologizing for things I didn't do. Thinking about this shit makes me want to die. I can't handle this stress and I don't even know...... Enough about me how have you lovely people been? You guys are the only people that keep me sane./178 words
